Chen Bin didn't say anything, merely continued to softly knead Sun Xiaojing's White Jade Peak.
The latter's body began to tremble, and her breathing grew increasingly heavy.
Through her clothes, she pressed against Chen Bin's large hand, a shameful moan escaping from her throat.
Sun Xiaojing's lips were lush and tender, tasting as delectable as jelly.
The inexperienced response, paired with the unique fragrance of a maiden between their lips, was utterly intoxicating.
Just as Chen Bin found himself unable to stop, Sun Xiaojing suddenly pulled away.
"Minister Chen, no… we can't! We can't do this."
"Xiaojing, this is my test for you. Don't you want to return to the frontlines?"
"Of course I do, but… mm~"
Before Sun Xiaojing could finish her sentence, Chen Bin domineeringly kissed her again.
This time, he was no longer satisfied with her shy response.
His tongue slid into her lush red lips, gently prying open her tightly shut teeth.
